Mission Breifing (closed)

*Night Hawk is sitting in his private dressing room. He hears a knock at the door and walks to it. He cracks it barely open.*

Night Hawk: "Do you have a match?"

Mysterious voice: "I'm afraid not. I use a lighter."

Night Hawk: "All the better!"

Mysterious voice: "Until the go wrong..."

Night Hawk: "Precisely! Come on in, sir!"

*Night Hawk opens the door for the strange man. The man comes in wearing a gray buisness suit. He is bald, elderly, 6 foot 5 and caucasian. He has a genuine british accent which is surprising considering that Night Hawk's accent is obviously fake.*

Night Hawk: "What?! But no ones allowed to call you by your code name! Only sir or boss and..."

KGB: "...And nothing. I owe this to you. I seriously doubt you will be happy with your next mission."

Night Hawk: "Sir, I mean..KGB, is that even possible?"

KGB: "Your next mission, if you choose to accept it, is to win the Pheonix title this Sunday by any means possible."

Night Hawk: "KGB, I was planning on doing that anyways. I..."

KGB: "Even if that means cheating!"

Night Hawk: "Sir..."

KGB: "...KGB..."

Night Hawk: "...KGB, with all due respect, I am not a cheater."

KGB: "I knew you wouldn't be comfortable with this but look at it this way. Mr Griffin is an ass and..."

Night Hawk: "...Yes, he's an ass but he still earned his title fair and square and I'll be damned before I bloody cheat him out of it! If I don't accept this mission?"

KGB: "Mr Kidd and Mr Wint are my employees, not yours. Lets just say that if you don't accept, their next mission may contradict with your right to live."

Night Hawk: "Speaking of which, those two seem strangely robotic. Isn't it weird that they are both named Simon? Also, I saw one of them plugged into a wall socket charging his batteries. I saw sparks flying out of the other's neck and..."

*KGB slaps Night Hawk across the face.*

KGB: "This conversation is over! I better see you doing your job Sunday!"

*Kappa Gamma Beta exits the room, slamming the door behind him. Night Hawk is holding his cheek with a distressed look on his face. He looks unsure what to do.*